Although it is said that an expert can see the door, but an outsider can see the excitement.
But when Ye Feng writes, every stroke is beautiful and strong, like everyone else.
It not only shocked Director Jia, an expert in related industries, but also shocked all the onlookers present.
"Oh my god, this guy's writing is really good, isn't it?"
"This is not a question of whether it is good or not. Look, it is exactly the same as the original Wang Xizhi on display!"
"I really didn't see it. This young man has a lot of trouble. No wonder he dared to say such arrogant things just now. It turned out that he was hiding it deeply!"
Everyone's reaction changed from disdain and contempt just now to deep shock and disbelief.
Who would have thought that the young man in front of him could do calligraphy so superbly that it was breathtaking.
"Gulu..."
Shopkeeper Tao couldn't help but swallow his saliva and was dumbfounded.
From the first time Ye Feng put pen to paper, he had already thought of the subtext of the sarcasm. As a result, after brewing for a long time, he couldn't say a word.
His handwriting is not only good, but also exactly the same.
For those who didn’t know, they thought he was possessed by Wang Xizhi and acted like a live performance.
Shopkeeper Tao was so shocked that he had nothing to say.
"Oh my God...the hero actually has such ability?" Hua Guodong, who was watching from the side, was also stunned.
He originally thought that Ye Feng was a master of wielding swords and guns, but he was definitely not good at writing and writing. This time, he would suffer the consequences of being uneducated and would inevitably be ridiculed in public.
As a result, I never expected that Ye Feng’s calligraphy skills would be so good?
Zhao Wanting was also shocked. It seemed that every time she saw Ye Feng, she refreshed her understanding of him.
Not only is he good at fighting, but he also knows medical skills, and even his calligraphy can be fake?
What kind of evil genius is this!?
"Very talented in both civil and military fields!" Coach Wang Fan also praised highly, "He is truly a versatile person in both civil and military fields!"
Originally, after Wang Fan fought against Ye Feng, he thought that he would become a god of war from now on.
But now it seems that Ye Feng's future achievements may not stop at God of War, it's as simple as that.
Time for a cup of tea.
Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow and Clear Tie", with twenty-eight characters, has finally been imitated.
---Xizhi paused, and soon it was snowing and then clearing, wishing for peace and good. But the result was not enough. Wang Xizhi paused. Shanyin Zhanghou.
"call……"
Ye Feng put down the pen and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it is only a short twenty-eight words, if you want to achieve it exactly, or even make it look like the real thing, you must concentrate on it and finish it in one go.
The difficulty of writing is beyond words.
This imitation is no less than a difficult battle.
At this moment, everyone at the scene compared and compared repeatedly, tried their best to find faults, but could not find any faults in these twenty-eight words.
"It's really the same!" Everyone exclaimed.
Twenty-eight words, exactly!
If it weren't for the fact that the twenty-eight characters imitated by Ye Feng lacked the seals of previous emperors, it would be impossible to tell the difference between these two characters alone!
From a layman's point of view, comparison can only be made through the shape, size, and even the depth of the fonts.
Calligraphy experts like Director Jia take a deeper look, comparing the strokes, artistic conception and momentum of the fonts.
"Floating like a wandering cloud, as powerful as a frightening dragon!" Curator Jia also exclaimed, "It's really exactly the same!"
Director Jia looked at Ye Feng again, his eyes filled with heat.
I thought to myself, what a talent this is!
If you can cooperate with them and imitate some calligraphy and paintings, you will make a fortune!
"Hero, you are so awesome! You are my idol!" Hua Guodong looked at Ye Feng with admiring eyes, "No, you are my master! I must worship you as my master!"
A powerful person who is proficient in martial arts, medical skills and calligraphy can teach him a little bit, which is enough to benefit him endlessly.
At this moment, Hua Guodong became more determined to become a disciple.
As for Zhao Wanting, after seeing two identical paintings with Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, she was shocked and frightened.
If Ye Feng hadn't stopped her in time, she would have almost spent a sky-high price to buy this "authentic" painting of Wang Xizhi for her grandfather.
"Mr. Ye, are all the authentic works of Wang Xizhi on the market fake?"
The question asked by Zhao Wanting was also a question on the minds of everyone present.
This person has the ability to mislead fakes into real ones. Once he enters the market, it will be impossible to tell the difference.
"It's not just Wang Xizhi!" Ye Feng said seriously, "The older the time, the greater the possibility that the original work will be lost. Most of the ones circulating on the market are imitations of later generations."
"Imagine that Wang Xizhi was an ancient man nearly two thousand years ago. Even if he left some authentic products, after experiencing so many natural disasters, man-made disasters and wars, not even a single one of them would survive."
"What's more, with ancient technology, even a piece of white paper stored for thousands of years would probably become a pile of paper scraps by now."
After hearing this, everyone nodded and felt that it made sense.
"To put it this way, most of the calligraphy and paintings that have been handed down to this day are imitations, so they are of little value!" Someone said regretfully.
"You can't say that." Ye Feng said again, "In fact, since the development of human beings, art and technology have all progressed. There is no need to favor the past over the present!"
"Even the imitations of later generations, both in terms of skill and quality, have been far ahead of their predecessors through generations of hard work and improvement."
Curator Jia asked with some reluctance: "You just said that you can write the calligraphy of Wang Xizhi, Yan Zhenqing, or Liu Gongquan?"
"Of course!" Ye Feng nodded calmly.
Director Jia stretched out his hand and pointed to a copy of "Manuscript for Nephew Memorial" written by Yan Zhenqing not far away.
“You write a picture of your face and body, and I’ll take a look at it!”
Hearing this, Ye Feng wrote and wrote.
At this moment, shopkeeper Tao took the opportunity to escape and quickly ran to the back hall to report.
"Master! Something's wrong! The situation has changed!"
"That little girl from the Zhao family has invited an expert from somewhere. I'm afraid she won't be fooled this time!" This chapter has been completed!
